A letter to Hank @ 7 years old

Hank,

It's really hard to believe that you are 7 years old!
I know I say the same thing every year, but it is truly crazy how fast time is passing.
I still remember the day that we brought you home from the hospital. 
A tiny 7lb 12oz baby boy.
You've had me wrapped around your finger since Day 1. 
There is something very special about a mothers love for her son that I just cannot describe.
My love for you grows more & more every single day.
You make me so very proud.
As much as I miss "Baby Hank", I love the boy that you are becoming.
Your hugs and kisses are still so sweet & you are so kind. 
It doesn't always show through your orneriness.
Because believe me, you are ornery!
A little spit fire, and you test me to my absolute limit most days.
You are always on the go & have so much energy.
I hope that one day you use all of that energy & turn it into passion for something that you love.
As you get older, every year it seems I have to step back a little bit more.
Let you make decisions for yourself.
Because I will not always be there to make decisions for you.
I do want you to know that mistakes are OK.
You are going to make them. 
Everyone does.
I hope that you learn from those mistakes.
They will shape you into the man that you are supposed to be.
But as the years fly by, always know that you will ALWAYS be my baby.
I love you son, to the moon & back.

Love Always & Forever,
Mom